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Ning Xianshan turned into a golden rainbow and fell from the clouds of the thunder sea, and the silver spear in the desert penetrated the world.

In an instant, the sound of a mountain collapse spread across all directions and spreading across the fields. I saw the tallest green peak in the world at the bottom of the pond, like a sword.

The line of sight is from far to near.

In the blue smoke and dust on the top of the Broken Peak, Ning Xian, who appeared like a flying fairy from the sky, had an invincible posture, and his white robe with a silver spear on the desert shoulder gradually became clear.

Looking at the hall buried in ruins, he stretched out his left hand and touched the stubble.

The corners of his mouth bent slightly, revealing a little smile.

He turned around with a stern and free manner, waved his sleeves, dispelling the blue dust and smoke that had been shattered by the mountains, rocks, plants and trees. Looking closely, he found someone in front of him.

So I was a little surprised.

He rubbed his eyes, and the surprised expression on his face instantly turned into shock.

It seems that I am surrounded?

Looking at the countless pairs of bloody red eyes, Ning Xianshan coughed several times, a little embarrassed.

...

Fifty steps ahead of Ning Xianshan, there was a tall, burly middle-aged man with green hair.

The silver spear in the desert is Ning Xianshan, but if the flower fairy who once had Shennong and Baihua Island in the South China Sea had a picture of Shennong here, she would definitely be able to identify this person from the qi flowing all over the green-haired man.

It was the evil dragon who escaped from the bottom of the Lock Dragon Pond in Qiushui Villa and harmed half of the medicine garden in Baihua Island.

Yinglong, whose name is Ze.

The alien race's heaven awakening divine general, and his cultivation level was a saint at his peak.

There are still familiar faces behind this person.

General Tiance, a foreign clan, who firmly believed that saving lives is better than building a seven-level pagoda, picked it up by Hu Lai, and then slaughtered the lives of the people in Feijia Town.

The fake owner of Qiushui Villa is Mingyue Cicada, and now it should be called General Tiance and Cicada from the alien race.

There were two others beside Luo and Chan.

Based on the position behind the two men of Yu Yinglongze, it can be concluded that they are both two alien generals, Tsing Ce.

One person has a famous song, and one person has a famous song.

Behind Luo Chanpoge's four generals, Tiance, from the top of the mountain to the side of the mountain, from the side of the mountain to the foot of the mountain, there are countless mountain climbing steps. There are even the mountains, large and small peaks around, and the temples and pavilions,

They were all captured by alien races.

The countless pairs of eyes and countless gazes gathered together at this moment, gathering on Ning Xianshan. This rash and abrupt Dasha Silver Spear trembled slightly in his heart, and he swallowed and was stunned. The Adam's apple rolled and wanted to shout for help.

But I didn't say it after all.

Because he stood high and saw far.

He saw a black black liu from afar after him

It fell from the sky, and then there was a loud bang, as if it hit the foot of the Dead-headed Qingfeng Mountain. Of course, he recognized that it was Liang Liang who fell from the dragon coffin.

Feeling the trembling of the mountain from the soles of her feet, Ning Xianshan couldn't help but be despised. He thought to himself that the aliens at the foot of the mountain were all minions, right? Why is this silly girl so lucky?

It seems that he can see what he thinks from Ning Xianshan's change in his expression. He commanded nearly ten thousand alien races here and forced the blood to wash the heavens and the West, which had been passed down for thousands of years, and the unknowing place of the fog hidden sect. He chuckled with this.

He was orthodox and elegant in the world and said fluently: "Your life is indeed not very good."

Ning Xianshan, who had shouldered the silver spear of the desert, opened his mouth and smiled: "The heroes have similar views, but I don't know what the aliens call him?"

Ying Longze said: "Ze, or you can be like them, respectful to the general."

Ning Xianshan's face did not change his expression, but was actually shocked: "Brother Ze gathered in such a formation, why are you doing this?"

Ying Longze said, "I'm not sure about it, we are asking God."

Ning Xianshan heard the word "Ask God" for the first time, so he continued to ask with the idea of ​​delaying time: "Which God is invited?"

Ying Longze shook his head: "It doesn't matter which god you invite, because your stupid appearance completely interrupted the operation of the God-Inviting Formation. See, the temple buried in the ruins behind you, the God-Inviting Formation was buried.

The sealed cave heaven that tore through the cracks is repairing itself and quietly healing."

Ning Xianshan dared not look back.

The powerful aliens who were even likely to reach the semi-saint's cultivation level in front of him were standing in a row. Not to mention turning back, even the gap between a glance was enough to make the head fall to the ground and return better.

And the way of death is not the same.

Ning Xianshan, who was a little lucky, didn't know what to say. He held it in a long time under Ying Longze's gaze, before stuttering: "I ruined the divine formation, I'm sorry..."

Suddenly, he saw the dust rising at the foot of the mountain and blood splattering everywhere. Ning Xianshan, who determined that the little demon Liang Liang had already begun to kill the alien minions, wanted to start cursing people, and couldn't help but flash his tongue.

I thought about it.

As expected, the powerful aliens on the top of the mountain who also realized that the battle had begun at the foot of the mountain began to move. Luo Chanpope's four generals, Tiance, stepped forward at the same time, and strands of golden stars faintly overflowed around the four people's bodies.

Obviously, he didn't intend to hold back at all with four to one, and approached Ning Xianshan.

Ying Longze stood with his hands behind his back and did not move. For him, the clown in front of him was not enough to kill a chicken with a ox knife.

It was so simple and silent, Ning Xianshan fought against four, and the bloody battle began.

...

Bai Zhiqiu is still on the surface of the blood pool in the forest fog. White clothes are fluttering, white hair is

Also piaopiao.

He didn't deliberately hide it, nor did he hold the boring mentality of the strongest player coming to the finale and turning the victory around. The reason why he has not moved for a long time is because he is waiting.

Wait for a weapon that can kill dragons.

Ten years ago, he personally presented the magic weapon to his student Li Xingyun. Later, he was brought into the Lingshan Buddhist temple of the Sea of ​​Wisdom by Li Xingyun.

Now that divine weapon is enshrined in a Buddhist temple in Lingshan. It is said to be worshipped, but it is actually more accurate to call it suppression. Because it is in the palm of the golden-body Buddha sitting in the temple, in front of the Buddha.

There are many monks chanting scriptures.

It was a sword box.

There are naturally swords in the sword box.

The Demon Sect Heavenly Sin Sword, ranked seventh in the Divine Weapon List.

Although this sword is only ranked seventh in the divine weapon list, its killer reputation and blood debt left in the world are far superior to the two swords of Long Yuan and Nanxian buried in Kunlun Sword Tomb, and are not even inferior to the third place at all.

The butcher knife.

All this is just because Bai Zhiqiu is alone.

The demon giant five hundred years ago, the only saint today, is now crossing thousands of miles away with sword heart communication, and sending a message to the old friend who suppressed the golden body and Buddha palm in the Lingshan Buddhist Hall where thousands of Buddhas were rooted.

The voice of my heart is soft.

Bai Zhiqiu only said four words.

"Somewhat miss."

So in the Buddhist temple where the sound of chanting scriptures was endless, the golden-body Buddha's palms suddenly shattered. The remaining power rippled, shocking the monks in front of the Buddha.

Suddenly, red lights burst out one after another.

A total of sixteen numbers.

Sixteen thin red lights flew out of the Buddhist temple, broke through the Lingshan Buddhist formation, crossed the sea of ​​wisdom and the endless desert, and appeared in front of Bai Zhiqiu with a soothing sound.

The elegant old man Bai Zhiqiu, who was both white and white, stared at the sixteen sword pieces hanging in front of him and smiled slightly.

He did not reach out to hold the sword.

Instead, he shook his sleeves, faced the West, and held a great ceremony for Confucian scholars.

The saint worships the sky and worships the white-haired fairy in the Shuiyue Cave.

The saint worships the land twice, and worships the eleventh storm of the land.

The saint worships the building three times, and the dangerous building is one word wide when the hundred-foot dangerous building is one foot wide.

The saint worships the platform four times, and worships Nati's Golden Platform for the Jade Dragon.

The saint worships the mountain for five times, and worships the Jingting Mountain forever.

The saint worships the forest six times, and worships the Guigu forest without Jiazi.

The saint worships the valley seven times, and worships the Qingping Valley in Qingqing Valley cold in the autumn.

The saints worshipped the Garden of Eight, and worshipped the Garden of Fenglei.

After the eighth prayer, the saints will teach them, and the people should listen.

Bai Zhiqiu's lips and teeth were slightly opened...